Romantic Vampire Book Series 소설 & 이야기

I grabbed a book—a history of Novella’s werewolf lore—hoping to distract myself, but the words blurred, my thoughts circling back to Isabella, to Caleb, to the Moonborn I hadn’t found. A howl pierced the silence, sharp and wild, from outside my window. Maximus froze, his ears pricked, my book falling to the floor with a thud. Another werewolf? Here, in Novella’s human heart? Hunters were everywhere, and a howl was a death wish. I crept to the window, my senses sharp, my hand on the curtain’s edge. The street below was dark, rain-slicked, but a figure stood under a streetlamp, her black hair gleaming, her eyes glinting gold—Vanessa.

I close the door, lean back against it, my body trembling, breath coming shallow and fast as dread blooms deep in my chest. I heard every word. My hands shake as I rush to my bedside drawer, fingers fumbling for Betty’s phone. One word echoes relentlessly in my mind as I type it into the search bar. Sanguinari. The result appears almost immediately. And as I read, all the blood drains from my face. Because, there stark and unforgiving on the screen, I understand at last. Alexander Matesson is a vampire.

Maya pressed her thumb against her injured finger, trying to stanch the tiny bead of blood. "Just a paper cut," she murmured, looking up with a self-deprecating smile. "I swear, these old books are weapons—" The words died in her throat. Elena wasn't looking at the book. She was looking at Maya’s hand. The change in the vampire was instantaneous and terrifying. The soft, hazel rings of Elena's eyes violently bled away, swallowed up by a sudden, ink-like darkness until her irises were a bottomless, pitch black.

I preferred to keep it that way. I ordered a breakfast sandwich and a coffee. Damon ordered a vampire coffee, and when our food arrived at our table, his cup was steaming and dark and smelled like the metallic tang of blood mixed with coffee beans. My head spun a little, mouth going dry. I sat back an inch in my chair to get away from it and pulled out my herbal medicine book to keep myself busy. I didn’t want a repeat of the vampire wine incident. I had barely opened the book to the first page before Damon reached across the table and plucked it from my hands.

She knew she was getting closer to her target, a rogue vampire who had been terrorizing the town for weeks. Suddenly, a figure darted out from behind a building, moving so fast that it was just a blur. Helena reacted on instinct, whipping out her silver blade and charging towards the vampire. The two engaged in a fierce battle, their movements too quick for the human eye to follow. Helena felt the cold, dead fingers of the vampire closing around her throat, squeezing tighter and tighter until she could feel the life being choked out of her. With a fierce determination, she managed to break free, delivering a swift kick to the vampire's chest that sent him hurtling backwards. She stood over t

Eva shook her head at her with a smile, knowing how much she loved her books. They went to the nearest bookshop and Angelica walked around looking for a book to spark her interest. As she looked around, one finally caught her attention. It was the title that attracted her. 'The monster is me' Feeling strangely drawn to it, she strode toward the shelf without tearing her gaze away from the book. She reached her arm out to grab it but ended up grasping someone's cold hand. She turned her head to see who was interested in the same book as her and saw a face covered in scars. "Lord Rayven."

The vampire went on his knees immediately despite his pain and he apologized, “Forgive me, my Lord.” Sapphire walked in front of the vampire and she leapt into the air, moving towards the room where the fire had already reduced as some of the vampires were already putting out the fire. She landed on the shattered windowpane and then jumped inside the room. She looked around the burnt things and then stopped at the middle. She knows that the fire must have started somewhere so she traced where it was from. As she neared the bedside, she could perceive the smell of oil and she retraced her steps back to the window where she saw a black liquid there which already dripped down the wall, along wi

This is book two in the series, we are going to see Autumn evolve to become the person she is meant to be with her bff and vampire love by her side

“I remember… the banquet. Then nothing.” His jaw tensed. “Victoria fed on you.” I nodded slowly, my hand subconsciously moving to my wrist, the memory flashing in my head. The puncture wounds burned with a strange heat like a reminder etched into my skin. “She’s a strong vampire. And her venom is not in your blood, but… she almost killed you. And for that I am sorry,” he said, turning to face me. Was... he apologizing? Nope. This had to still be another dream.

I gently raised my head away from his shoulder, and that seemed to have drawn his attention. “You're awake". He said and I nodded. His eyes went towards my chest and even though I knew he wanted to see if my wounds were healed, I used the jacket to cover myself up shyly. I heard him sigh before looking forward. It didn't take long before we finally got to the Royal blood pack, the pack of lycans. The creatures that are ten times bigger, faster, stronger, and smarter than normal werewolves. This was it, I was finally away from the Golden pack, away from my dad and sister for life.